Hanna P.O.V
"Oh la mia bambina!" A man's voice, that I recognized as my fathers voice, yelled followed by sobbing sounds.
"Hanna? Come on girly, I need you to open your eyes!" Said a girls voice softly. I recognized the voice as Twyla's. I fought to open my eyes and finally succeeded and when I opened my eyes, I saw everyone but my mate in a circle around me, all their faces wearing a worried look.
"What happened? Where is my madre?"I asked them as I sat up. I looked around and saw that I was still in the dressing room. Everyone looked to my father and he sighed and signaled for everyone to leave. After they all left, my father came and sat next to me and put his arm around me.
"Padre, what happened?" I asked worriedly. He looked at me, happiness and sadness shone in his eyes.
"Bambina, è stata una delle tue sorelle. Ora è il suo momento." (T:Baby girl, it was one of your sisters. It is now her time.) he said, with a mix of happiness and sadness in his voice. I smiled brightly but then noticed the sadness in his tone.
"Why are you sad, padre?" I asked hesitantly.
"She was in great pain, causing you and your mother to pass out. She is hurt badly and so your mother went to find her. We are not sure what caused her great pain, but as soon as she is found and healed, we will find out." He said sadly. I was upset that my sister had to go through whatever caused her pain.
"How long was I out?" I asked.
"The entire competition is over and you placed first in everything. Congrats bambina!" (T: baby girl) he said excitedly and pulled me in for a hug. I was happy and squealed with delight.
"Now, let's get back to your pack and celebrate!" He said and we jumped up and after I collected my things, I followed my father to his car. We got in and were pulling out when his phone rang.
"Ciao?" He answered. I heated a males voice screaming through the other end of the phone.
"Hey! Don't you dare disrespect me, cucciolo!! Remember who you are talking to! I wasn't the one that left the auditorium when I found her and couldn't handle seeing my mate in pain! I stayed with her and my own mate and I didn't run away when my mate needed me the most!" (T: pup) my father said pissed,
to who I now guess was my mate, then hung up the phone. He started cursing in Italian under his breath."He really left when he found me?" I asked, hurt and pain clear as day in my voice. My fathers expression softened and he nodded. I let the tears fall that I was trying to hold in. My father pulled over on the side of the road and pulled me into his embrace. He whispered soothing words to me in Italian and after awhile I calmed down and climbed back over to my seat. I pulled my phone out of my bag and my headphones and listened to music and thought about everything and solutions to the problems I have and fell into a dreamless sleep thinking about what I should do about Jax.
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I was being shook awake by my father. I looked around and saw we were back at the pack. While I was thinking during the ride before I fell asleep, I came to a conclusion. I have tried my hardest with Jax and I just give up. All the stories are right, Jax is stone cold and a heartless person. I felt my eyes well up with tears and I got out of the car and dragged myself all the way to my bedroom. I flopped onto my bed and cried. I cried harder then I ever have before. I let the pain that I have been holding back consume me and I screamed into my pillow. I calmed down but didn't stop crying. Silent tears slid down my face and I sat on my bed thinking about nothing but everything at the same time. There was suddenly an urgent knock at my door."Go away." I said my voice horse and full of pain.
"It's Lan and Ben. Open the door, please." Said Landon with sadness present in his voice. I made no move to open the door, I just curled up under my blankets and let the darkness take me away to a less painful place.
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It has been a week since my dance competition and I haven't left my room since I got back home. I haven't eaten anything and I haven't showered. I just sat in bed and stared at the ceiling or the wall or cried into my pillow. Everyone has knocked on my door but, you guessed it, my mate. I cringed as I thought the word. My wolf hasn't tried to contact his wolf because she too has given up so we have completely blocked him out. My mother hasn't either and I assume she is with my sister or is still trying to find my sister. I only really wanted to talk to her so until she came to the door, I wouldn't let anyone in.I woke up to someone pounding on my door in a hurried way. I didn't bother saying anything, I just sat there waiting for whoever it was to go away.
"Hanna, I know you are in there. Please open the door baby." Said the voice of the man that has caused all of this, his voice was full of pain and sadness with a hint of fear. I made no move to get up and open the door. I heard him sigh and bang his head on the door.
"Please Hanna, I need to see you. At least eat something, if not for me then for everyone that you care about. Please Hanna." He said, sounding on the verge of tears. I debated it but decided to wait till he left to get the food. He sighed and mumbled something to me and I heard him set the food down outside the door and then drag himself down the hallway. When I heard silence, I quickly got up and ran to the door and very quietly, opened the door and grabbed the food and silently shut the door. I ate the sandwich that I was given and placed the tray down on my dresser and laid back down in my bed. I stayed like this for hours.
When it was twilight outside, I heard someone walking up the stairs dragging something. Whoever it was stopped in front of my door and dropped whatever they were dragging and I heard them lay down on the floor. But I didn't care anymore, really about anything. I let them do what they wanted and I fell asleep into another dreamless sleep. I was awoken again a few days later, after following the same routine I have for the last week and a half, by someone knocking at my door.
"My baby girl, can you open the door so I can come in?" Said the melodic voice of the one person I would gladly let in. I got up and unlocked the door and sat back down on my bed, pulling the covers over me.
My mother opened the door then shut it quickly and relocked it. She turned to me and her hand flew to her mouth in shock and tears started streaming down her face as she took in my appearance. She walked over to me and I scooted over so she could sit next to me. As soon as she sat down, she pulled me into her lap and stroked my head as I soon began sobbing.
"Oh honey, my baby girl, you look sick! You look on the verge of dying! What were you thinking, not eating or showering?" My mother said. As soon as she said this, a vicious growl echoed through the hall that came from outside my bedroom. Suddenly, the growl stopped and someone was running away from the door and down the stairs. A few seconds later, a pain filled ear splitting howl was let out right outside my window.
"He hasn't left that door since he arrived back home from what everyone has told me. He doesn't look as bad as you do but he looks pretty bad." My mother said and looked at me with sadness in her eyes.
"I gave him one too many chances and I am done trying madre." I said, my voice scratchy from not using it for awhile. "Se uno mi inganna una volta, vergogna su di lui; Se mi inganna due volte, vergogna su di me." (T:If a man deceives me once, shame on him; If he deceives me twice, shame on me. ) I said in an emotionless voice. My mother sighed in defeat, knowing she won't get me to change my mind about it.
Someone knocked at my door and my mother turned to look at me and said," Hanna, I have someone that wants to meet you." She smiled and walked over to the door and when she opened it, my jaw dropped in shock at who was at my door.
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Hello dears!Sorry this chapter sucks bad! Anyway, what are your guesses as to why Jax is staying away from her now? And who was at the door at the end?!?!? Comment your guesses, though I think you all have an idea but none of you will get it exactly right😏 Mwahahaha!!
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